As the royal doctor continued treating the Crown Prince of Nardodia, Arin walked to Iria who was still standing next to the door.
"It's cold," he said to her. "Why did you come with just a robe too?"
"I was in a hurry," Iria replied with her gaze fixated on Emor Tripas who was on the bed. Then she shifted her gaze to Arin. "Who would do this?"
Arin Helev shook his head. "I have no idea for now."
"Do you think it can be Aryan Tripas?"
The King blinked when he heard her. "Emor is his nephew. He won't be that cruel."
"But I still suspect him," Iria insisted. "You don't know how much of a monster he is, Arin. He is an abusive person."
Though Arin finds her words strange, he was still bothered by her thin clothing. "Wait here," he said and walked out of the room.
The King was back in no time with a small blanket in his hand. Then he covered Iria with it. "You don't want the pain to resurface, don't you?"
"It's rarely hurt these days," Iria said with a little smile. "Maybe because I follow the advice well. I think I will soon be able to use it again."
Arin Helev glanced at her as if he was displeased with what she said. "I can see that your head is still filled with thoughts about resuming your training and all. But I won't allow you to bet your arm unless you receive the doctor's approval."
"I'm well aware of that," the Queen sighed. "You don't have to worry. I won't be that careless."
"That's good then," he said and shifted his gaze to the doctor who was turning to him. "What's his condition, doctor?" he asked.
"There are two arrow shot wounds on his back and these are quite deep. However, several wounds caused by a sword strike on his chest and abdomen aren't that deep," the royal doctor explained. "He lost so much blood and that put him in a dire situation. I will observe him for a while, Your Majesty."
The King nodded. "He is an important person for us. So, do your best to treat him."
"I will keep that in mind, Your Majesty," the doctor responded with his head bowed.
"When will he wake up?" Iria promptly asked the doctor.
"I can't be certain for now, Your Majesty. But even if his condition becomes stable again, he will still need a few days."
Iria nodded and glanced at Emor Tripas again. Now, all his wounds were bandaged and blood was wiped off his body. It was a lot better than how he appeared just a few minutes ago.
"I will call over an assistant of mine to help me in watching over him, Your Majesty," the doctor said. "She is my apprentice for years now and she is trustworthy."
"Alright. Do that," Arin Helev said and added, "Inform me if there is anything."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
With that said, the King and Queen walked out of the chamber.
Once they were back to their chamber, Arin glanced at the windows and sighed. "The sun had risen," he pointed out.
"That means another busy day for you," Iria said and let out a laughter.
The King nodded with no enthusiasm at all. "You will be busy too. I already put all the reports there for you to check out," he said and pointed at the table on the right.
Iria shifted her gaze to the table and when she saw scrolls piled up there, she frowned. "When did you put that? I don't even know."
Arin Helev chuckled at her reaction. "I handpick some provinces and I believe that you will be able to help me out." He sighed and added, "I have a meeting and I also have to visit the camp. I'm all caught up."
The Queen glanced at the scrolls once again and the way she looked... it was as if the scrolls were her enemy. However, she finally nodded. "Fine then. I will take a look."
"That's just for today," Arin Helev simply said, making her raise a brow. "There will be more tomorrow."
"Are you trying to kill me?!" Iria exclaimed and pointed at the table. "That alone will take me a week."
The King laughed at her reaction. "I'm just joking. You can take your time."
"Whatever," she shrugged and walked past her husband.
Arin turned in her direction with a smile and said, "Will you keep an eye on Crown Prince Emor too? I will try to wrap things up soon and return early."
"Alright," Iria replied. She turned around to look at Arin and asked, "Do you think Aryan Tripas will know that he is here?"
"The spies will check the situation at Nardodia and Antony will investigate the case," Arin said to her. "We will know it soon."
*
After breakfast, the King had his daily meeting with the officials while Prince Morin started his training again. Then Iria decided to check on the Crown Prince briefly before she started working.
When Iria walked inside the chamber where Emor Tripas was treated, the doctor was there and the female assistant whom the doctor mentioned had also arrived.
"Your Majesty." The doctor and the female assistant bowed to greet the Queen.
"Have you eaten?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the royal doctor promptly replied.
The Queen nodded and shifted her gaze back to Emor Tripas.
She still finds it strange that no one was with him when he arrived here.
Where's Theo or that female friend of his named Alena?
The Crown Prince of one nation won't travel alone, right?
As she glanced at all the bandages on his upper body, the Queen realized his strange illness, making her sigh.
Once he regained his consciousness, it will be hard for him to get proper treatment.
"If he happens to wake up, make sure to inform me first before you do anything," she said to the doctor who seemed to be taken aback by her words.. "I mean, don't touch him if he wakes up."
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